From the screen there's a chilling sound
I see your face as you hit the gound
Disturbing scenes that harrow me
I'm asking you to justfy
Your policy of genocide
Would it change if the same were done to you
We must define diving lines, defy, until they stop
This stop this

Voyeuristic tendency
The media thrives on misery
In the end we are the ones who must decide
Totautarian Authority
Manipulation conquers apathy
weaterntoxification's you disease

War
Firght this war
War
Firght this war

Speaking the truthvis a dangerous game
Survey the scene from a higher plane
Subversive forces in control
A man of prace takes a hit blood to be shed
Don't fight the politics of death